awwwwwwwwh man thats so sad

Subhan'Allah that was a very sad story.

This is a very very symbolic story, it conveys the utter blindness of our treatment parents by showing sheer irony, irony as in, the missing eye which he hated, was the very eye he had in his socket. Very symbolic. Touching story.

I just read this now. Mash'Allah, it is a very touching story and is very symbolic. As was mentioned before about the mother taking her child's defect upon herself in order to give him more perfection. Subhan'Allah, it's something to think about.

I think it would be a good idea if TAZKIYAHTULNAFS posted this story in the following thread so more members can benefit from it:
http://www.islamicboard.com/showthread.php?t=1583

ja'zakAllahu khair brother for the idea

very sad story subhanallah. omg. This really made me cry and it also made me think of the way we treat our parents. omg. i really didn't know what to think. Thanks so much for sharing this poem sis. it teach a great lesson.

Bismilaahe Rahmaane Raheem

Rabbi irhamhuma kama rabbayanee sagheeran

"My Lord! bestow on them (Parents) thy Mercy even as they cherished me in childhood." 17:24

My mom only had one eye. I hated her... she was such an
embarrassment. My mom ran a small shop at a flea market. She collected little weeds and such to sell...anything for the money that we needed, she was such an embarrassment.

There was this one day during elementary school. I remember that it was field day, and my mom came. I was so embarrassed. How could she do this to me? I threw her a hateful look and ran out. The next day at school..."Your mom only has one eye?!" and they taunted me. I wished that my mom would just disappear from this world, so I said to my mom, "Mom, why don't you have the other eye?! You're only going to make me a laughingstock. Why don't you just die?" My mom did not respond.

I guess I felt a little bad, but at the same time, it felt good to think that I had said what I'd wanted to say all this time. Maybe it was because my mom hadn't punished me, but I didn't think that I had hurt her feelings very badly. That night...I woke up, and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. My mom was crying there, so quietly, as if she was afraid that she might wake me. I took a look at her, and then turned away.

Because of the thing I had said to her earlier, there was something pinching at me in the corner of my heart. Even so, I hated my mother who was crying out of her one eye. So I told myself that I would grow up and become successful, because I hated my one-eyed mom and our desperate poverty. Then I studied really hard. I left my mother and came to Seoul and studied, and got accepted in the Seoul University with all the confidence I had. Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own. Then I had kids, too. Now I'm living happily as a successful man.

I like it here because it's a place that doesn't remind me of my mom. This happiness was getting bigger and bigger, when someone unexpected came to see me "What?! Who's this?!" ...It was my mother...Still with her one eye. It felt as if the whole sky was falling apart on me. My little girl ran away, scared of my mom's eye. And I asked her, "Who are you? I don't know you!!!" as if he trying to make that real. I screamed at her "How dare you come to my house and scare my daughter! GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!!" And to this, my mother quietly answered, "oh, I'm so sorry. I may have gotten the wrong address," and she disappeared. Thank good ness... she doesn't recognize me. I was quite relieved. I told myself that I wasn't going to care, or think about this for the rest of my life.

Then a wave of relief came upon me...one day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house. I lied to my wife saying that I was going on a business trip. After the reunion, I went down to the old shack, that I used to call a house...just out of curiosity there, I found my mother fallen on the cold ground. But I did not shed a single tear. She had a piece of paper in her hand.... it was a letter to me.


She wrote:


My son...


I think my life has been long enough now. And... I won't visit Seoul
anymore... but would it be too much to ask if I wanted you to come visit
me once in a while? I miss you so much. And I was so glad when I heard
you were coming for the reunion. But I decided not to go to the
school.... For you... I'm sorry that I only have one eye, and I was an
embarrassment for you. You see, when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost your eye. As a mother, I couldn't stand watching
you having to grow up with only one eye... so I gave you mine...I was
so proud of my son that was seeing a whole new world for me, in my
place, with that eye. I was never upset at you for anything you did. The
couple times that you were angry with me. I thought to myself, 'it's
because he loves me.' I miss the times when you were still young around
me.


I miss you so much. I love you. You mean the world to me

My world shattered!!!
Then I cried for the person who lived for me... My MOTHER


A WONDERFUL MOTHER.

GOD made a wonderful mother,
A mother who never grows old;
He made her smile of the sunshine,
And He molded her heart of pure gold;
In her eyes He placed bright shining stars,
In her cheeks, fair roses you see;
God made a wonderful mother,
And He gave that dear mother to me.

That story brought tears to my eyes!!!!!!!!!!!

awwwh das soooooo sooo shady

posted here third time
http://www.islamicboard.com/showthread.php?t=1866

& http://www.islamicboard.com/showpost...0&postcount=17 (Short Stories) in the short stories thread.

Merging this thread wid the first one.

MY mom only had one eye. I hated her... she was such an
embarrassment. My mom ran a small shop at a flea market. She
collected little weeds and such to sell... anything for the money we
needed she was such an embarrassment.

There was this one day during elementary school... It was field day,
and my mom came. I was so embarrassed. How could she do this to me?
I threw her a hateful look and ran out.

The next day at school...
"your mom only has one eye?!?!"...And they taunted me. I wished that
my mom would just disappear from this world so I said to my mom,
"mom... Why don't you have the other eye?! If you're only going to
make me a laughingstock, why don't you just die?!!!" my mom did not
respond...
I guess I felt a little bad, but at the same time, it felt good to
think that I had said what I'd wanted to say all this time... maybe
it was because my mom hadn't punished me, but I didn't think that I
had hurt her feelings very badly. That night... I woke up, and went
to the kitchen to get a glass of water. My mom was crying there, so quietly, as if she was afraid that she might wake me. I took a look
at her, and then turned away. Because of the thing I had said to her
earlier, there was something pinching at me in the corner of my
heart. Even so, I hated my mother who was crying out of her one eye.
So I told myself that I would grow up and become successful. Because
I hated my one-eyed mom and our desperate poverty...

then I studied real hard. I left my mother and came to Seoul and
studied, and got accepted in the Seoul University with all the
confidence I had. Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own.
Then I had kids, too... now I'm living happily as a successful man.
I like it here because it's a place that doesn't remind me of my
mom. This happiness was getting bigger and bigger, when... what?!
Who's this?!

...it was my mother... still with her one eye. It felt as if the
whole sky was falling apart on me. My little girl ran away, scared
of my mom's eye. And I asked her, "who are you?!" "I don't know
you!!!" as if trying to make that real. I screamed at her," How dare
you come to my house and scare my daughter!" "GET OUT OF HERE!
NOW!!!" and to this, my mother quietly answered, "oh, I'm so sorry.
I may have gotten the wrong address," and she disappeared out of
sight. Thank goodness... she doesn't recognize me... I was quite
relieved. I told myself that I wasn't going to care, or think about
this for the rest of my life. Then a wave of relief came upon me...

one day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house. So,
lying to my wife that I was going on a business trip, I went. After
the reunion, I went down to the old shack, that I used to call a
house...just out of curiosity there, I found my mother fallen on the
cold ground. But I did not shed a single tear. She had a piece of
paper in her hand.... it was a letter to me. My son... I think my
life has been long enough now... And... I won't visit Seoul
anymore... but would it be too much to ask if I wanted you to come
visit me once in a while? I miss you so much... and I was so glad
when I heard you were coming for the reunion. But I decided not to
go to the school. ...for you... and I'm sorry that I only have one
eye, and I was an embarrassment for you.

You see, when you were very little, you got into an accident, and
lost your eye. as a mom, I couldn't stand watching you having to
grow up with only one eye... so I gave you mine... I was so proud of
my son that was seeing a whole new world for me, in my place, with
that eye. I was never upset at you for anything you did... the
couple times that you were angry with me, I thought to myself, 'it's
because he loves me...' my son. Oh, my son... I don't want you to
cry for me, because of my death. My son, I love you my son, I love
you so much.

As Salam Alaikum Wr Wb

Subhnallah what a lesson to be learned in this. We as children need to be more respectful and greatful to our parnets and as parents we need to teach our young to be greatful. Teaching them the Quran and sunnah. As Allah forbidd us to even say uff to our parents subhnallah.

Subhanallah

As Salam Alaikum Wr Wb
Umm Salama

wow this almost made me go hug my mom..almost...very nice....

the post did make me think about my mummy straight away..i love her loads always have done always will do...

ah been posted maaaany times yet a trully deep story subhanallah